I wonder if I will ever stop having these odd dreams. This time I was walking through the castle. I came to the great hall and it was filled with people- my family members, the servants, and others I didn't recognize, all laying still as death. Shadows walked among them, tending to them. As I watched the scene, some people disappeared.
It was disturbing, and I was rather glad to awaken.
He was here again. I may be unable to see or move, but I know that it was the same man as before. He didn't stay long though, at least while I was conscious. I wonder if-
He's back! Strange how I can already identify the sound of his steps.
He's at my bedside now, his breathing slow and steady, his very presence warm.
"In the name of the Father, Son, and Spirit I pray that you would heal Rosalinda of her affliction, and all those in this place of their illness. May you bless this land again and comfort those who have lost loved ones. Please accept those who have trusted in You into Your kingdom, and bring many souls to You. Have mercy upon those..."
His voice is so low, and masculine, and strangely beautiful that I'm starting to drift off again. I wonder what he's talking about...
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Trapped Beauty
FantasyMeet the princess who never had a chance. Rosalinda only wanted to be loved by her father, but due to a tragic fortelling, he keeps his distance. Now the future has come to pass and she finds herself a prisoner in her own body, trapped in a coma. Wi...